Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1887-03-26

secret from the general public. Gradually
the truth was known.
Two weeks after the departure of Arden,
there was run of the depositors on the
Elmville bank.
The first day it was confined to the larger
creditors, who were easily placated.
The second day the smaller depositors
took the alarm. Mr.. Bordell imagined
that the run would be of but brief duration,
but began to become anxious as at the end
of the day the cash reserve IN the bank was
depleted to only few thousand dollars.
The third day,he sent a trusted cmploye
to the city to negotiate some bonds for
ready cash.
That morning the street in front of the
bank was thronged.
At noon dispatch came from the city.
The banker paled rs he read it:
Cannot negotiate the security. The
stock is a drug on the market"
ave must close the bank" TREMENDOUSLY
muttered the banker. After quarter of
a century of an honorable business career,
the firm of John Bordell and Company
fails diseracefully.'
Poor Bertha, who sat in his private Of
fee, endeavored to encourage him, but
vainly. His proud spirit was crushed TO
the very dust of humiliation and defeat.
dollars in currency ill the vaults.
"Pay it out, close tie doors, and an
nounce a suspension of the bank, eroaned
Mr.. Bordell, as he dropped his ashen face
into his hands i'll bitter grief
A sullen roar of rage went up from the
| crowd outside as the Waterman closed the
| doors.
Threats of violence were rife; the excited
| throng became furious at the supposed loss
of their money.
They beat at the doors and flung rocks at
| the window.
Hello, what is all this?" cried a CHEEKY
voice, and two young men elbowed their
way through the crowd.
The bankers son, Arnold Bordell, and
Robert Ellis" calculated several amazed
voic 8. simultaneously.
| Exactly, my friends, but what Is the
matter here?" demanded Arnold.
"A run on the bank, replied the crowd.
impossible"
They've just closed the doors of the
bank"
They shall open them again. then. Pa
| uence, my friends; no creditor of old John
Bordell shall ever lose dollar!'
"Hurrah!"
| AS to money-we Lave thousands here.
Arnold Bordell waved a large sachel in
his hand. He pushed open the doors the
bank Waterman was just locking, marched
straightway behind the counter, and flung
it upon the desk.
| In wild Amusement the cashier gaZed al
| him.
| Open the doors-come in line! Cashier,
verify the accounts, and l will pay these
people.
| Arnold had opened the sachel. 1t was
| IaJ Will hnp
| Then ensued wild scene of excitement
At the sight of SO much money public con
| tidence was restored.
| In half an hour the run had ceased, and
| the crowd outside we're cheering for the
| banker.
From his private Office John 30 dell hat
| seen all this as in n dream.
He was only aroused when he saw RobHr
| Ellis enfolding the astonished Bertha il
his arms. and his sons hand grasped hi
I own warmly.
J Aud then all the truth came out. Arnold
and Ellis had come from Miners Valley b,
| way of the ravine gold mine, had secured
| all they could carry, had converted it into
| cash, and had arrived ut Elmyille just il
time 10 save the bank.
Two hours Later n telegram from the flu
| West announced that Arden had beer
found and his stolen gains secured. ii,
had been shot while escaping, confessed
the plot against Arnold Bordell, and died
The public kn.w all the strange stor,
the ensuing day. and John Eord IL was
proud man at the establishment of hi
| wronged sons innocence.
There was a wedding at tie Bordell man
sion few mon his later, ard the happies
pair that ever trod the talth We're kober
Ellis and Bertha Bord IL. his charming
bride.